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Mar 28
A reign of corruption,
Orders of destruction,
Displacement, replacement,
Until it suits your taste,

Wreckage of spirit,
Hollowed out to mirror it,
Enjoy your lavish luxuries,
Made of sweat, labor and fears,
Trying to justify their tears,

So let's ignore the blood pooling under your feet,
After all, it isn't you that's being beat,

Fun playing puppet master isn't it?
Typical tyrannical monarchy, innit?
did someone say...colonialism?
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Written by
inkedsolace  F/daydreams
(F/daydreams)   
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